Lyrics:
that will make you funk
Intimidated by his 14 year old
At 97 he's a different kind of funk
We push together like a perfect hand and tongue
You
long days comin' in, next to the shine[00:51.13]Move and attack, I'm an eagle[00:52.97]And I'm pickin' you snakes, little by little[00:55.42]Move
my nigga, I'm on my grind
Afraid of the dark, so I'm forced to shine
Let them guns blam, bitch, you know I am
I go Kanye, Jay-Z ham it's the summer
Ugh
Look
When I get hot it's sunny (Ugh)
Step in that puddle get muddy (Uh-huh)
1804 how I'm coming (Haitian)
I'm freeing the beast from the dungeon
a beat
Never let shit slide 'cause they
Might think somethin' sweet
Nigga, it's July
Shots get hot like summer heat
When I pop up, niggas turn vegan
They
As we spring back to the past, it was all happening fast
We glorified coke and smoking crack in a glass
When b-boys danced to the latest jam
You could
a blender
Gotten swiping like it’s tinder
Yea you Fuckin with a winner
Hot sauce chicken dinner
I make it Hot Boy Summer
In the middle of December, Ahh!
a shit
Just know another nigga not like me, you can't mold again
Henny shot got my chest hot I'm about to get it in
Thinking about a Bently eating noodles
I'll shoot at you dawg
I'm very stupid with this shit
I act a fool on you dawg
I'm a pit-bull I pin you down
And drool on you dawg
Wrooof Wrooof
Going
allow me
I go by Bis which means
The second coming musically
cnd Shuttlesworth
Well, let's just say I got game
(Hook)
Everybody wanna know where you
to the past, it was all happening fast
We glorified coke and smoking crack in a glass
When b-boys danced to the latest jam
You could say this man was
spoil your mans, make him mine
Take all you made, call you gay on Hot 97
Drop by your dwellin' got the weapon right behind your melon
Ain't no
Ghetto summer jam's got the streets blocked off
Plots to knock me off get stopped short
Armed with my thoughts, move the world with an unknown force
Ghetto summer jam's got the streets blocked off
Plots to knock me off get stopped short
Armed with my thoughts, move the world with an unknown force
while we G ride
Washington Heights dime lo tato you know
Todo bien tato capo, uh oh
I wish Harlem Lee was still around
You know the jam packed traffic
about this
It's about to be a hot summer
Uh (uh)
Ayy, that's one-point (huh)
That's 'bout point and by one-point-five in there
Ayy, yo, these foolys let the toolies spread, ringing like
thing 'bout it, I said
Life goes on man, that's one thing 'bout it
Life goes on man, that's one thing 'bout it, you know
Reaction, '97, meanwhile you're
about to blow up the spot
All I wanna see is fire cause I'm makin shit hot
Like the blow between glocks, mad niggas I shot
Give a fuck on a cop,
Leave the knife and the gun in the store
And ignore temptation, sent by the nation
Racial gain causes pain; need a new rep
In your hearts and minds
It's been a good summer
For me ... In 2020
Cornteen girlfriends
By now I've had plenty
Lots of time to myself
Lots of nights continplating
a collective of artists not passed down from my father
Momma said go ahead keep rapping boy and you will go way farther
Than the Sienna in the summer
and the gun in the store
and ignore temptation, sent by the nation
Racial gain causes pain; need a new rep
In your hearts and minds never forget Yusef
Hawkins
Def Jam and took a piss on the map
I told y'all, I wasn't like the other cats
I'm fresh like a Wii, them niggas playing jacks
They all a bunch
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